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what happened!

The sober refining pharmacists’ minds are shaking. Is Long Qingfeng not helping himself and others to resolve the thunder?

How can this be used?

They were surprised, but they also faintly knew that Long Qingfeng should not deliberately target them. Otherwise, he would do more in the sound of his own voice. Only this anger would be enough to solve himself and others.

Mei Baoze glanced at the refining pharmacist who was on the ground and smashed his head, rubbed his hand and rubbed his lips, and stuffed a remedy into his mouth.

In the scene just now, he has completely understood that the hundred refining pharmacists he brought, in the eyes of Long Qingfeng, may be nothing!

At this moment, Mei Baoze only hopes that things should not be too bad. After all, here is the boundary of the Dragon Pavilion, Long Qingfeng... Shouldn’t it be chaotic?

"Mei Ge, the Dragon Gate Lord is this..." The refining pharmacist at the beginning of a mysterious spirit was also pale. He was repaired higher than those behind him, and the trauma he suffered was relatively small.

Mei Baoze heard the light and darkened a few points. He glanced at the slowly falling figure in the sky, and he replied: "The Dragon Gate owner does his own reason, we don't care too much."

"This...is..." The refining pharmacist who was repaired by Xuanjie sighed in his heart. He also noticed that Long Qingfeng had fallen from the sky and knew that the topic was inconvenient.

Mei Baoze watched Long Qingfeng fall to the front and hurried forward a few steps. He asked with concern: "The doorkeeper, the two owners of the Dragon Pavilion, waited here, why didn't they see the figure."

"I am in a hurry, the coming person will come soon." Long Qingfeng casually returned a sentence, and glanced at the refining pharmacists who fainted behind him, his eyebrows were lightly wrinkled, his fingertips flashed, and a jade bottle floated plum. In front of Baoze.

"Give these points to them."

"Yes."

Mei Baoze looked at the things in front of him and hesitated to hold the jade bottle in his hand and turned to the refining pharmacists.

The pill in the bottle is a black remedy with some red lines on it, similar to the one previously swallowed on the barren hillside, but the head is not as good as the one before.

The old refining pharmacist who had just asked Mei Baoze looked at the pill in the palm of his hand and glanced down at Long Qingfeng.

When he saw Long Qingfeng glanced at himself coldly, he suddenly felt amazed, and the trembling palm slowly lifted up, and a mouth suddenly swallowed the drug.

Nowadays, many things have been ruined by them.

After the refining pharmacists received the medicinal herbs, they also swallowed the medicinal herbs, but the mood of the swallowed medicinal herbs was mixed.

At the entrance of the pill, it was turned into a group of warmth into the abdomen, and then a refreshing feeling swept through the limbs. The meridians that had just been injured by the circle of spiritual power were also repaired at an alarming rate.

That feeling, not under pressure to swallow a six-product healing holy medicine!

Those refining pharmacists who were fainting in the past were also awake after being smothered with medicinal herbs. They looked a little more confused when they looked around.

The memory picture in their minds still stays in the barrier that the previous spiritual power has broken through.

Bang!

These people just took the medicinal herbs, and suddenly there was another pressure in front of them, which made everyone feel amazed and raised their heads to look at the figure in front.

The source of the pressure is Long Qingfeng, but this time the pressure is not to attack everyone. After the pressure has risen to the sky, it is directly rushing toward the heads of the people, forming a barrier to protect them.

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